#Chapter 66: Possession

I couldn’t understand how Joseph had known what Asher had said to me, word for word. It was something that had been said in private, and neither of us would have shared. Joseph should have had no way of knowing. Yet he still did. I know Asher told you to take it off. Right after he said he would respect your decision to keep me in your life. Joseph laughed, hard and cruel and fake. “Is this an accusation of some kind? Don’t be ridiculous. I only said what I figured he would say. He’s so predictable.” His explanation felt far-fetched, but no farther than the alternative, which was that Joseph had somehow heard Asher and my conversation. “I suppose…” I admitted. “If you want to accuse me of something, just do it, Cynthia.” He sounded so aggressive, like he was ready to jump through the phone and shake me. Impossible as I knew that to be, I still held my phone a few inches from my face, just in case. Sometimes Joseph’s anger made me feel irrational. “I’m not,” I said. “You’re ri